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Prison Poem
~From "Heart And Strings Collection"~
They loved and remembered that we had once lived: a life
Painful experience we had of it, altered a change in our souls.
We had a heart, perharps that do not beat but pumps
A mind that do not crave nothing
Our eyes danced along
to rhythmic pattern of music.
Nothing to talk about
Kept our mind-mouth stinking all day.
Freedom never existed in my hearts
My palms are stained with numbness.
We had lived and
yet nothing is new to me
music all not the same
pictures in contrast to what I know
The living deads are calling
And trying to take the daylight out of sight.
Endless as it may seem but short it will come
For it happened in reality
But rests on the
Prisoners poem sheets.
••••••=•••••
#hearts&stringscollection
@drichthepoet
From "Heart And Strings Collection"
© drichthepoet✪⭐🕊️
They loved and remembered that we had once lived: a life
Painful experience we had of it, altered a change in our souls.
We had a heart, perharps that do not beat but pumps
A mind that do not crave nothing
Our eyes danced along
to rhythmic pattern of music.
Nothing to talk about
Kept our mind-mouth stinking all day.
Freedom never existed in my hearts
My palms are stained with numbness.
We had lived and
yet nothing is new to me
music all not the same
pictures in contrast to what I know
The living deads are calling
And trying to take the daylight out of sight.
Endless as it may seem but short it will come
For it happened in reality
But rests on the
Prisoners poem sheets.
••••••=•••••
#hearts&stringscollection
@drichthepoet
From "Heart And Strings Collection"
© drichthepoet✪⭐🕊️
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